There's Something Sexy About The Rain

Kenny Chesney

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Writers: Kenny Chesney/Skip Ewing **Capo One** There’s something sexy about the rain She said as it came pouring down It feels like kisses on my skin She spread her arms and spun around In a summer island storm In a field of sugarcane She taught me how and showed me why There’s something sexy about the rain And sometimes it rained all night And everything she did was perfect And every way we were was right We loved like there was no tomorrow Then suddenly tomorrow came And it was raining at the airport And kept on raining on the plane She only loved me for a season But my heart won’t ever be the same Even now her love’s the reason There’s something sexy about the rain And sometimes when it’s pouring down I feel her kisses on my skin I spread my arms and spin around And let that summer island storm Hit me like a hurricane It’s like she’s right here whispering There’s something sexy about the rain She followed me back to the city In a picture in my mind She’s still young and she’s still pretty And even after all this time There’s something sexy about the rain She said as it came pouring down It feels like kisses on my skin She spread her arms and spun around In a summer island storm In a field in a field of sugarcane She taught me how and showed me why There’s something sexy about the rain She taught me how and she’s still why There’s something sexy about the rain Outro: (with ad-lib to fade)

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La chanson évoque une expérience poignante où l'amour et la nostalgie se mêlent à la magie de la pluie. L’artiste se remémore des moments passés avec une femme qui a marqué sa vie, lui montrant comment la pluie peut être une source de beauté et d’émotions. Chaque goutte rappelle des souvenirs tendres, comme des baisers, et ces instants sont teintés d'une sensation d’évasion et de passion vive, même si cet amour n’a duré qu’un temps. Le récit se déroule dans un cadre idyllique, probablement sur une île, où la pluie estivale crée une atmosphère envoûtante. Cet environnement naturel fait ressortir l’intensité des sentiments partagés. Malgré le passage du temps et la séparation, ces souvenirs restent vivants et la chaleur de cet amour imprime une présence qui ne s’efface jamais vraiment.